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letra de zoolander freestyle (pt ii) - conrad jenkins

[verse: connor]

catch me riding round town in the whip
rolling weed up
not me, i’m driving
but my p-ssenger is mona lisa
and she got her feet up
she finessing me with ease cuz
a masterpiece even after catastrophes
katrina
shouts to my homies that is japanese
been a long time since i seen ya
back to 3v3s
green machine
can’t defeat us
it was a treat to see
hey
tell me when have you ever cared enough?
where were you when i was rough?
when i would always share my stuff
just for love
i rendered thoughts and came to a conclusion
f-ck ya two cents if you don’t like what we doing
i’m moving to the groove and
found a p-ssion i’m pursuing
and i’m prowling on the cue-ins
shout out huey newton
and i’m flowing stupid
from the city of the lumen and the loomis
went from watching shaggy on the tube
to hearing shaggy after school
flow angelic in the present
and i’m k!lling interludes
hot shot and 2pac always put me in the groove
like the emperor
my temperature through the roof
seconds on the shot clock match the hours in a day
put me on the chop block
i’ll come back unscathed
cowards talk back
get devoured, mia
and i grew up in the cul de sac like pulley straps
and my threads fully match
and i got my bulls cap
and i’m gully with the coldest raps
you full of cr-p from the start
it’s soul you lack
you ain’t got the heart
hey
what’s good?
i’m just chilling
bout to cruise on through
got this bud wrapped in a suit
we could moulin rouge
and i’m too smoot with my nuance boo
and my eyes, they never droop
i keep two on you
got a doobie times two
that’s two-on-two
she want me for my pimp juice like june ‘02
and we are the crown holders
they just go download us
we’re the talk of the town
yeah they know us
common knowledge
you a novice
all ya notes is monotone
they not stylish
my flow comes in different colors like some toe polish
and i’m writing every night like a notepad connoisseur
hey
and working on some big shit like some dinosaurs
and since i am jenkins
i am also connorsaur and
f-ck around and wash ya down the drain to connor’s sewer
and leave ya smelling like some cow manure
and i’m just speaking to you straight
and you hearing it through garageband
left my fate up in god’s hands
give thanks to him and my mom’s mom
cause he gave me an upbringing not even my mom had
now i’m having fun singing
young kinging; tutankhamen
put in work for myself
not expecting a layoff
aux is where i talk
man i hope this shit pays off
f-ck the party
i’m tryna buy the club like rayon
pull up to the front
kyrie in the playoffs
play ball
i do this shit for fun
still not taking a day off
investing all my funds
not looking for trade-offs
let a few months’ p-ss
looking like they wrong
all that talk is heating up ya denims
stop it
you lying through ya teeth
i see the flames in your pockets
i’m the verbal hitchc-ck
along with herbal lift-off
her cervix waltz like christoph
or do the crip walk
i’ve been at the crib bruh
filling up the five star
and the project about to snap like a take 5 bar
c wiig the zoolander making the right calls
surrounded with white walls
consuming tunes all afternoon

- conrad jenkins

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